Mine was when I gave my grandson a quilt for his third birthday. He opened it up and said, "A Blankey!" He grabbed it, still folded up, and went up the stairs to his bedroom, leaving all the party guests and other presents. I followed him upstairs and into his bedroom where he was trying to lay the quilt out on his bed.
I helped him lay it on his bed and then he kneeled on it and started naming the animals.
He wants that quilt at home and at daycare and says, "Mamaw made me."
My heart swells with joy and love to think of it. :XD:
edited to add... I thought it was a question just about quilting but I see the other replies!!! :-D